My Talented Babies & Genius Wife novel Chapter 813

Seeing Freddie's eyes red with anger, Robin smiled in a bemused manner, "Designer Freddie, if you want to cry, cry now, or else you won't be able to cry when your model comes on later!"

"Robin, 'The Empress Dowager' is clearly my work, you're plagiarising!" Freddie roared at Robin with red eyes, with an extremely stoic look.

"Heh! Your work?"

Robin sneered in triumph, "Freddie, how can you prove that 'The Empress Dowager' is your work?"

Robin's words were tinged with an aggressive sharpness, "But I can prove that 'The Empress Dowager' is my work! I can prove that you, Freddie, stole my work using unorthodox methods! If you fight with me, you will only lose!"

"Freddie, for the rest of your life, you can only be my defeated opponent! In a moment, hug the clothes and cry!"

"Robin, you really think you can be complacent for the rest of your life! Even if I lose this grand final, sooner or later, you'll be scolded!"

Freddie's face looked unpleasant, but when he said this, his youthful face carried an indestructible determination that actually made Robin cower.

But when he thought of Freddie's plagiarism being confirmed in a moment, he couldn't help but straighten his back again with an unbearable arrogance.

"Robin, you're almost out of all those pieces I used to design, right?"

Freddie hooked his lips and smiled lightly, "Robin, you really have the nerve to use those clothes you designed."

"So what if you win this final! If you don't come up with something more amazing afterwards, you'll still have to be exclaimed by everyone as losing your talents!"

Freddie moved closer to Robin, his voice carried malice, "Robin, I'll see your consequence!"

Hearing this from Freddie, Robin was nervous. But in a flash, he regained his composure.

He was not really interested in Freddie's deathbed struggle or in trying to play off his words.

As long as he wins the finals, he can have money and fame.

There is nothing to worry about. He can do the same thing again and find another talented designer to take all his designs for himself!

Leisurely crossing his legs, Robin laughed creepily, "What a pity, Freddie, you won't have the chance to see this scene in this life!"

As soon as Robin's words were spoken, the lush music started to play again at the competition.

The lights fell, and the catwalk, which had just fallen silent, was instantly radiant.

The stage is haunted by dry ice, like a cloudy fairyland from which the nymphs of the nine heavens descend to earth.

So beautiful!

When almost everyone saw Kiki and Freya walking up the catwalk, these two words came to mind all at once.

What then flooded into the mind was a captivating and magnificent sight.

The two outfits in this group of The Empress Dowager are both in a big red colour.

The set worn by Freya was of a bustier design, and the top half of the garment was particularly simple, without even a single embroidered flower embellishment, except for a triangular inverted opening at the very front of the bustier, which made the garment more flattering to the bust, and also set off Freya's exquisite figure.

Without the lights on, the skirt of the dress was the simplest of big reds, unmistakable except for the chic cut.

But when the light hits the body, the otherwise plain skirt instantly blooms with a hundred flowers.